[Shamal was drunk. No, okay. Shamal was absolutely positively wasted.
Rewind a few hours and he was tearing into a care package sent by his father. Guess the contents.]
Padre, oh Padre. Meravigliosa. Fantastico.
[He threw the bottle into his mouth, making the whole process look like it involved so much effort, and took a generous swig. The last
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